It's a potboiler story. But then since I come from India, it is possible that such things happen here. Keep that in mind when you read ahead.
I met him 2 years back, everything was a bed of roses till we got around to talking about getting married. In India, getting married without your parents permission is still a novelty (I'm not saying we live in the stone age, but customs and traditions are a BIG thing).
So he talks to his folks. They say no. I'm from a different caste, and since he dared to fall in love, {his father and the whole family has ego the size of Eiffel Tower }(and only 30% of those who fall in love get married to the same person, rest are forced to marry someone their parents have chosen. The statistic is made up, but just to give you and idea)
They vehemently opposed, and opposed for the next 8 months. And he kept fighting, kept pleading our case to them. Still no!
He pleaded to all the elders in the family. If he married me, his whole family would be banished, shunned, outcasted from the community, not to mention anything that would go wrong would be blamed on me.
And they wanted him to see the girls they liked for him. The fights went on back and forth.
Finally he got tired of fighting and he gave up. Within 5 days of his giving up his decision to his family, they got him engaged and in 3 days he got married to someone he doesn't' know.
She was an orphan so her uncle was in a hurry to get her off his expense list.
So he's married to this orphan who can't leave him and go. She has no where to go. They're not on talking terms, they sleep in separate rooms, yet they live as husband and wife for the sake of that term.
And all this so that he could say that he did his duties as a son. That he didn't abandon his family. His mother had threatened to commit suicide if he didn't marry the girl. To this day, if his wife knows he's talking to me, she calls his mother and his mother begins another round of wailing and cursing her womb for giving birth to a son like him.
And I still love him. He is still in love with me. We talk on the phone. But I can't move ahead. He still says he needs me as his strength. I love him too much to walk away.
I even have my answer, but I need to hear it. Maybe rudely or nicely. I don't know why I can't walk away from him.
He didn't cheat, I didn't cheat. Our love didn't die. Now where do I go from here.
I know I will meet some one better, but how do I kill all the feelings I still have for him.
I still care a load for him.
Will being friends with him hurt? Should I completely sever relations? Even the thought of not talking to him gives me an ache, a vacuum inside my heart.
Would love some advice